One day, you'll meet a guy.
And ultimately, he's going to find out.
How you dance, how you sleep, how you smell at every point of the day.
How your face looks underneath all your makeup.
How long it takes for you to get ready,
How you love ice cream,
How you can be hyper at times,
And how certain songs and shows make you happy.
He's going to know how cranky you can get when you're tired,
How you think you look bad in your photos, and how fat you think you are.
He's going to know almost everything about you,
Your fear of attachment, scars, family secrets, and last but not least, you fear of losing people you love.
And you know the best part is what?
He's still going to love you.
And he's going to be there for you,
n o m a t t e r w h a t.

(—tumblr)